You had just come up in the box, and you can't remember anything. Not your name, not where you came from, nothing until a few moments ago when you awoke as the box was going up.

The box suddenly comes to a halt, leaving you to stumble backwards. The red glow of overhead lights is quickly replaced by the harsh rays of sunlight. Many loom over you, one man standing out in particular.

"Day one Greenie, rise and shine."

His voice is gruff, with an unmistakable British accent.